"Oh, then definitely not Clementine," Andrea says as she leans back in her chair, trying to give a thoughtful expression, though it's hard for her not to smile. "This one is out at all hours of the night. She comes home with all sorts of rowdy characters, starts fights, steals cars. All sorts of trouble. I just don't know what I'm going to do with her."
Since Billy and Ben, she's been scared, admittedly. She's worried about how she might have affected what had been happening between them. She wonders how much of it was her fault, how much she could have changed the course of things if she'd only just known. Taking on Clementine had been scary simply for that reason, but she's come to realize what had happened there wasn't her fault and Clementine was a good kind, one of the best she'd ever known.
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Date: 2014-03-31 12:55 pm (UTC)Since Billy and Ben, she's been scared, admittedly. She's worried about how she might have affected what had been happening between them. She wonders how much of it was her fault, how much she could have changed the course of things if she'd only just known. Taking on Clementine had been scary simply for that reason, but she's come to realize what had happened there wasn't her fault and Clementine was a good kind, one of the best she'd ever known.